Is this supposed to hurt this much in the first place?
Maybe I'm just over-thinking. Over-analyzing.
I just wanted a shoulder to lean on... not fight a battle. Yet, somehow, I've involved myself in this one-sided fight with a soul that's unaware. And I seem to be losing. Unknowingly, I've been hit in all the vital places and... it really seems impossible to get up now.
As hope bleeds out, as my spirit succumbs into a state of shattered pieces, as my voice weakens...
The world's closing in. My line of sight, slowly fading.
The candle flickers, as the wind caresses it with her touch.
I need you... Sammy.
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